The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

"I've thought about the consequences, Gina Jones, but that's a good result.”

George Hans's eyes seemed to have penetrated through, looking down from above and sweeping across Gina Jones.

"By that time, we'll be Dao-companion, and our two clans will become even closer to each other and form an alliance.”

"Dao-companion?” A puzzled look appeared in Gina Jones's eyes. "Didn't I already reject this matter?"

"Haha." George Hans laughed out loud.

The next moment, his expression became ferocious and he shouted fiercely, "It was because of your refusal that I made up my mind to make a move this time!

Gina Jones, listen carefully. I won't kill you.

I want you!

You are mine!

After today, you are my Taoist companion!"

No matter how ignorant Gina Jones was, when she heard George Hans's straightforward words, she understood what the other party meant.

"In your dreams!" Gina Jones slowly raised her burning sword.

Flames ignited and circled around the flaming sword.

However, under the siege of George Hans and his men, Gina Jones was seriously injured.

At this time, she forcibly ran the spiritual Qi in her body, which immediately affected the wound, and she felt a fishy sweetness in her throat.

Although she forcibly suppressed the blood that was about to spit out, her face was pale and her body was shaking. George Hans saw all of it.

"You are asking for trouble.” George Hans slowly raised his hand.

However, at this time, his eyes fell on Caspian. "Caspian, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being unlucky and seeing what you shouldn't have seen.”

As soon as he finished speaking, George Hans winked at his subordinates beside him. "Kill him!" The cultivator of the second stage of Real Ilnmortal Realm immediately turned into a green light, leaving a long shadow, and instantly struck out a peerless magical power toward Caspian. Thousands of beams of light shot out from all directions and were about to crush Caspian. "George Hans! Stop!" On the ground, Gina Jones shouted angrily. She held a big sword in her hand, and the flame instantly increased by 3,000 meters. She was about to stop George Hans.

At this time, a cold shout, like rolling thunder, directly smashed into the ears of everyone.

"An ant!"

The next moment, Caspian took action.

He smashed all the beams of light into pieces with one punch.

The fist wind swept over, and the divine light was extinguished. The angry dragon, fierce tiger, and demon python all appeared behind him.

An ancient bronze aura arose spontaneously.

"Ah!"

The second stage of Real Immortal Realm cultivator only had time to scream before he was smashed into pieces by Caspian.

A phantom figure kept twisting and struggling.

This was the spirit of a cultivator.

As long as the cultivator was not destroyed, it could be reborn by blood.

But now, Caspian did not give him the chance at all.

He took a step forward, and the wind and clouds surged. His fingertips condensed a dazzling blood light and pointed to the Divine Soul.

Huge chains formed by blood suddenly appeared. With the aura of order, blockade, and law, they instantly locked the cultivator's soul and twisted it violently.

With a sharp scream, the cultivator's soul was crushed by Caspian and destroyed.

The rain of blood was still pouring down, dyeing the skeletons in the desert red, forming a blood- red river that was flowing.

There was silence in the air.

George Hans's egg-like eyes were full of disbelief.

His other two subordinates also stared at Caspian as if they had seen something incredible, and their eyeballs almost popped out.

Even Gina Jones, who was on the ground, widened her beautiful eyes and opened her mouth slightly. She could not believe what she saw.

"Who did you just say you would kill?" Caspian showed a faint smile and grinned at George Hans. Then, his face darkened and he raised his hand to shoot a blood spear at George Hans.

The thick blood spear split the sky in half.

The rolling vigor pervaded the surroundings like True Dragons, circling and swimming.

The void around him twisted slightly at this moment.

George Hans felt like a disaster was approaching.

His scalp was numb, and his bone marrow was cold. Blood gushed into his brain.

"Myriad Streams Diagram!" At this moment, the Third Stage cultivator of the Real Immortal Realm who was not far from George Hans let out a long roar and tore open his clothes.

Suddenly, the golden light shone like the sun in the sky.

A painting that covered thousands of miles blocked Caspian.

On the scroll, the river was rolling and roaring. Countless ships were densely packed. In front of the river, there was surging water vapor, with an imposing manner of blocking and sweeping everything.

"Haha." Caspian sneered.

At a glance, he could tell that the Myriad Streams Diagram was an immortal weapon

But so what?

At this time, the blood spear burst out an unprecedented overbearing divine power and fiercely stabbed toward the Myriad Streams Diagram.

The tens of millions of ships in the map exploded at the same time, and a big hole was blasted open in the center of the river. The rolling river water poured into it.

Cracks immediately spread all over the treasure diagram, and then it broke and exploded in the air, turning into a sudden rain.

The magic weapon was destroyed, and it was a fairy weapon. The cultivator at the third stage of Real Immortal Realm suddenly trembled and almost fell from the air.

At this time, the shock and anger in his heart were beyond words.

At that moment, he clearly felt that he was as fragile as paper in front of Caspian.

The other party had not even entered the Real Immortal Realm.

This cultivator at the third stage of Real Immortal Realm was shocked as if his heart was overturned. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if countless red steel needles were suddenly inserted into it and poured a spoonful of oil into the opened crown.

In an instant, the cultivator's vision went dark, and the spiritual Qi reversed, almost falling from the air.

"Divine sense attack!"

He was frightened and forced himself to endure the pain.

However, it was also because of this that the fear he felt earlier had increased tenfold and reached its peak.

The guy called Caspian opposite him had such a strong Divine Sense!

His throat moved and he opened his mouth. Just as he was about to remind the others, he saw a ball of blood light from Caspian shooting toward him.

The blood spear appeared again!

Swoosh!

Peng!

The Blood Spear pierced through the cultivator of the third stage of Real Immortal Realm in an instant and shattered the cultivator into a mass of wriggling blood.

In the blood, the cultivator’s spirit had just been condensed when it was crushed by Caspian Suddenly, the heavy rain of the spiritual Qi after the last cultivator's death had not stopped. An even bigger storm followed and poured down.